The Chunxiang Pavilion is burned with fine silver snow charcoal, which is white and clean without a trace of smoke.

Five or six charcoal basins were placed in the room, and Chonghua was still tightly wrapped in a thick blanket. The hands and feet are cold, as if they are not their own.

"Miss, let's call the medical officer to take a look, if you catch a cold, you have to take medicine." Shui Yue saw that Chonghua's face was white, thinking that he had suffered from the wind and cold outside after not going out for a long time.

Chonghua buried his head tightly in his arms, ignoring Shui Yue's inquiry.

Shui Yue looked at Jinghua in embarrassment, but saw Jinghua standing aside with a solemn expression holding hot tea.

"Miss, the master hasn't come back yet, and this matter has not yet been decided." Obviously, Jinghua already knew what happened to Chonghua in the princess's courtyard.

Chonghua slowly turned his face away, and looked coldly at Jinghua and Shui Yue who were standing beside the bed.

was stabbed by her gaze, and Jinghua and Shui Yue tightened their bodies for no reason. Chonghua's expression, they had never seen it before.

Waiting for the prince to come back? What if we can wait for him to come back? Can he still disobey his own mother for her? Chonghua knew that he didn't have any advantages, and he was barely a little self-aware. She didn't think that she had anything worth it for Zhou Wenyuan to work hard.

Not to mention that now that the Ling Mansion has fallen, the death of an orphan girl with no identity is not in her own hands. Even if she really used her to give favors, she didn't even have a chance to struggle.

Clenching his arms tightly, Chonghua frowned. She didn't feel hopeless, but upset.

She was also shocked, and when she learned that the princess was going to repackage her and give her away, her first reaction turned out to be upset.

For this dream, Chonghua has never had the feeling of being there. I always think about when I might wake up from a dream. What's more, Lu Ningyuan's voice can also come from time to time. This shows that she is not alone.

But even if she was alone, what could she do. After graduating from university, he stayed in the local area to earn a living on his own. Cut off contact with the family. Didn't she survive too?

It's okay, it's okay. Chonghua clenched his arms and curled them into a ball. Nothing doesn't hold up.

In the front yard, the princess looked at her son sitting on the side with an indifferent expression. In the past two years, she has become more and more unable to see through the eldest son she conceived in October.

"It's good for my mother to call the shots. It's just not known if the identity will be revealed. Zhou Wenyuan looked at the princess with a light smile.

The princess looked at him deeply, and after a while, handed the teacup in her hand to the maid beside her.

"Don't worry, just say it's a distant relative in the clan."

Zhou Wenyuan lowered his head and drank tea, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, but his eyes were cold.

Three days later, a small blue and white sedan chair carried Chonghua into the Three Princes' Mansion. In between, Zhou Wenyuan never went to Chunxiang Pavilion again.

Chonghua did not have the slightest resistance to the fact that he was given away, or did not react at all. I still eat and sleep every day. Not even an attempt to escape. This made the mirror flowers and moon hearts that guarded her raise their throats.

Because it was the princess who came forward to send people to the Three Princes' Mansion, Jinghua and Shui Yue could continue to follow Chonghua. This is also the only thing that Zhou Wenyuan insists on. After all, Jinghua Shuiyue has been by Chonghua's side for some time, so she can take care of it somewhat.

Originally, the princess had a whisper, but after thinking about it, if Chonghua didn't know anyone well, it would be a disaster to show off his stuffing in the Three Princes' Mansion. So he relented and allowed Jinghua and Shui Yue to follow Chonghua.

On the day he was carried into the Three Princes' Mansion, snow began to fall before dawn. By the next morning, the snow was ankle-deep.

Because it was sent by someone from the Tongjiang Palace, Chonghua was treated well in the Three Princes' Mansion.

Lixiangyuan, a small and compact courtyard. It is named after the pear blossoms that fill the courtyard in spring.

Chonghua didn't pay any respects, and all the decorations were original in Lixiangyuan.

The Three Princes' mansions do not burn carbon, and they are all paved when building houses. The room temperature is many times better than that remote Chunxiang Pavilion.

But sitting in the room, Chonghua was still cold.

She was not naïve enough to think that the princess had sent her to chat with the third prince. What is about to be faced, others don't say, she also knows.

She wasn't so naïve as to think that death would solve the problem. Why did she want to die? Why can't you live?

Looking at the flickering candle flame, Chonghua's eyebrows stretched. Since there is nothing to rely on, go on your own.

On the first night, Chonghua slept alone. The third prince had business and did not return home.

Jinghua has already spotted all the places that can be dotted up and down the Three Princes' Mansion. When he returned to Lixiangyuan, he was quite surprised to report to Chonghua that there was not a single female dependent in the three princes' mansions.

"Not even a concubine?" Chonghua was also surprised.

A dignified prince, not to mention the princess and concubine, there must always be a concubine. Not even a concubine. It doesn't make sense.

Jinghua's brows tightened: "There are indeed no concubines...... But ......"

Chonghua was looking down and thinking, a strange thought flashed through him, but he didn't catch it. Seeing the mirror flowers, it was quite unpleasant.

"What's harder, you name it." She can even accept letting people send them out as items, and what else she can't bear.

"However, there are a lot of prostitutes in the house, and they are quite beautiful." Jinghua bit her lip and squeezed out such a sentence.

Chonghua was stunned for a moment, and suddenly felt that his whole body was loose, and his legs were weak and he fell on the chaise longitine.

"Miss." Shui Yue hurriedly came over to support her.

A tendon that had been tense in my heart was broken. Prostitution, prostitution. At this time, there is nothing more gratifying than this word.

Chonghua only felt that his eyes were slightly hot, and he pinched his palms tightly so that the tears did not roll down.

That night, Chonghua slept very peacefully.

Because I was sent in as a girl. Chonghua is regarded as a guest living in the Three Princes' Mansion. Early the next morning, a well-dressed grandmother came to pay a visit.

politely talked to Chonghua for a while, and then smiled so that Chonghua didn't have to be restrained, just treat it as his own home. He also said that Chonghua is a distant relative of the Zhou family, but she is also the noble daughter of the Zhou family, and her status will not be low in the future. You don't have to worry about anything, just stay with peace of mind.

Chonghua sent the grandmother away with a smile on his face, and the nerves that had been relaxed all night tensed again.

She understood what Princess Tongjiang had sent her for. She also understood what the people of the Three Princes' Mansion were looking forward to. But people are not good at this, is it possible to make her overlord hard?

During dinner in the evening, Jinghua came back with the latest news.

The Three Princes' Mansion is not a single female dependent, but the girls who were once sent were not even sent back without even being concubines because their status was not high.

Chonghua's heart sank and he sent it back...... If she is sent back to Tongjiang Palace, it will really be a dead end.

Do you really want her to please the third prince?

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